This was no exaggeration. Although Tang Song was Bixin's president, he was also a shareholder, and most of the money he earned had to be used to expand the company and increase advertising and promotion.
The money he could actually take out—embarrassing as it was to admit—wasn't even as much as half a month of Tang Ru's salary.
Tang Ru was in charge at home now. A few days ago, she had even bought their parents a riverside villa, costing over sixty million, paid in full!
When they asked where she had gotten the money, Tang Ru said it came from her salary over the past six months, along with various bonuses and her year-end bonus.
Her year-end bonus alone had been over ten million.
That villa was enormous. Their parents were grinning from ear to ear, constantly praising their daughter for being more capable than their son.
They even said that leaving her brother had been the best decision she had ever made. This left Tang Song so depressed he could hardly stand it.
"Move aside. I'm discussing serious business with President Jiang." Tang Song simply chose to ignore her.
"What business?"
"Nothing anymore." Tang Song suddenly felt that even if he talked until his lips turned into grilled sausages, his little sister would never agree.
Even if Jiang Siming agreed, Tang Ru wouldn't.
Seeing the determination in his sister's eyes, he understood.
"Then hurry home. If you have nothing to do, go snack on sunflower seeds and chat with Mom and Dad. Stop coming to my company all the time and disturbing my boss."
Tang Ru had started driving him away. In truth, she was afraid that Jiang Siming would agree to Tang Song's request.
Tang Ru knew without asking why Tang Song had come to see Jiang